"Damn it, he actually ran away!"

Upon hearing that Qu Bei's 10,000 Xiongnu soldiers had fled, Tuoba Gao was enraged. "That two-faced bastard! When I return to the desert, I will tear him to pieces!"

However, another piece of news plunged him into an even deeper abyss.

"General Yuwen Lie has been captured, and his troops have been scattered and killed!"

Tuoba Gao stood there, his heart filled with despair.

If his sworn brother, Yuwen Lie, who loved reading Sun Tzu's Art of War, also suffered a defeat, then his last hope would be shattered!

They couldn't capture Cloud City and suffered heavy losses.

What on earth is going on?

More than ten days ago, he was full of ambition and prepared to take advantage of Liu Wei's unstable foothold, raise an army of 70,000 and march south in five routes.

They believed that taking over the fertile Hetao Plain on the southern slope of the Yinshan Mountains would be a piece of cake.

Shuofang and Wuyuan were easily captured, and his army was pushed to the gates of Yunzhong City.

One battle can decide the fate of the world.

However, reality slapped him hard in the face.

The fighting prowess displayed by this prince's troops has exceeded his expectations.

The soldiers are fierce, and the generals are ruthless!

We can't win. We simply can't win.

Only half a day has passed since the battle began, and Murong Hu, the one in charge of the fighting, has been killed in action, while his sworn brother Yuwen Lie has been captured.

The proud 3,000 tiger-striped warriors were like tofu dregs under the swords of others.

Then the Xiongnu fled in the face of battle, and of their 50,000 troops, less than 20,000 remained!

"Khan, General Heba sent word that they have suffered a setback at Yuanyang and have been unable to capture it after a long siege."

"The 5,000 troops sent to attack Chengle encountered a large Han army from Congshan Wulai at Chengle and were ambushed, suffering heavy losses!"

"......"

More bad news arrived.

The family, which was already on the verge of bankruptcy, has now been dealt an even worse blow.

"Let's retreat! If we keep fighting, we'll all be stuck here!"

Several officials around Tuoba Gao anxiously advised him.

If I die here, I won't be able to go back to Darhan City this winter to have my wife and have a baby!

"To demoralize the troops!"

Enraged by their incessant chatter, Tuoba Gao drew his sword and killed them all!

Blood splattered everywhere, and the rest of the people immediately fell silent.

"Order General Heba not to return to Yunzhong, but to lead his troops to retreat immediately from Kundu Pass!"

"We will traverse the entire Yi Valley and reunite with Dugu Xin!"

"Even if we can't take Yunzhong, Wuyuan and Shuofang are still in our hands."

"I don't want to spend the winter in Darhan this year!"

Tuoba Gao, his face covered in blood, looked ferocious and terrifying.

"Khan, let me cover the rear!"

"General Murong, then... then I beg you, you must survive! I will be waiting for you in Manyi Valley!"

Murong Bao, however, appeared resolute in his determination to die.

"Khan, you don't need to wait for us anymore. Please go back and treat the only bloodline of the Murong family, Murong Tuyuhun, well!"

Murong Bao had no children, and now that Murong Hu and his son had died in battle, he no longer wanted to live on!

However, Murong Que's son is still young and needs to be entrusted with something.

Tuoba Gao's eyes reddened; the Murong family was truly loyal to him!

"This Khan is his uncle, so he should be treated as my own son! General Murong, please rest assured!"

Murong Hu immediately led his 5,000 troops, carrying Tuoba Gao's royal banner, to block Liu Du's cavalry, while Tuoba Gao led 10,000 men in a sorry state to retreat!

Seeing that Tuoba Gao's banner was still intact, Liu Du launched a fierce attack on the five thousand men.

After Xue Rengui and Zhang Liao defeated and captured all of Yuwen Lie's men, they joined forces with Liu Du to encircle the Xianbei army.

Only after killing Murong Bao did they realize that Tuoba Gao was no longer there.

"Tuoba Gao has run away. He is unwilling to accept defeat in Yunzhong and will definitely go to Wuyuan County to meet up with Dugu Xin."

"Little do they know, our men are already there waiting for him!"

"Report to the lord immediately: We have won this battle!"

Xue Rengui joined forces with Zhang Liao and Liu Du's troops and cut down the Xionglu King Banner of the Xianbei!

At this moment, the leaden-gray clouds above Cloud City grew lower and darker.

The north wind blows, and the iron armor grows cold!

On the vast battlefield, only Han soldiers covered in blood remained.

They have now survived the fierce battle and the life-or-death struggle.

Without orders, they continued to grip their swords tightly, maintaining their heightened state of excitement.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent!

We won!

"We won!"

"We have defeated the Xianbei!"

"......"

Upon hearing Xue Rengui's words, the other officers immediately relaxed. Ignoring the corpses on the ground, they dropped their weapons, fell to the ground, and roared wildly!

Shh! Shh!

Suddenly, it started snowing...

In the winter of 184 AD, the first snow of the late Eastern Han Dynasty arrived for Liu Wei!

Oh, the snow in the northern frontier!

At that moment, Liu Wei, who was on the top of the Cloud City, heard a "ding" in his mind.

[The host has been detected as having defeated another powerful alien force from the grasslands—the Tuoba Xianbei.]

[A total of 150,000 enemy aliens have been killed, increasing the population growth rate to 4 people per second!]

Liu Wei racked his brains, preparing to compose a passionate poem to celebrate the coming heavy snow after the great battle, expressing his aspirations in song.

Unexpectedly, this brought another system upgrade reward for the [Peerless Territory System]!

One person per second, two people per second, and now four people per second!

Could it be that its growth rate is increasing exponentially?

hiss!

This is outrageous!

Liu Wei suddenly recalled the story of placing grains of rice on a chessboard.

One grain of rice on the first day, two grains of rice on the second day, four grains of rice on the third day...

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